Savoring the Burn

Nadia

Then he came forward, settling between my legs with his clothes still on as he held the bottle on top of me.

“Lie down” He ordered and I did, my hands thrown on either side as I uselessly tried to hold onto something.

And then he poured the whiskey over me, the cool liquid making me gasp as it hit my skin.

It trickled down my body, pooling in the hollow of my throat, sliding down my chest, m